This is about my son’s dog, Koda. She was meant as a gift to me for Christmas in 1992 from Sam. He wanted me to have a ‘pal’ to keep company with since I was living alone for the very first time in my life. I wasn’t in any shape to take on the care […]
Rules For Clotheslines
One of the joys of living where I do is having a clothesline to dry all laundry on. A day like today, sunny, little wind, is perfect for sheets, pillow cases similar to silk pillowcase UK, genes, shirts, skivvies, and all manner of socks, handkerchiefs and even jackets and sweaters. Seems as though the elastic […]
Thoughts On Del Haven: A Brief History Of A Bel Air Landmark
Dedicated to George Donhauser and Mrs. Clara Wilson DEL HAVEN COTTAGES AND HOTEL Early ads for this landmark at the north edge of Bel Air at the intersection of Moore’s Mill Road and Hickory Avenue were short and to the point… “Strictly AAA ….Modern…..Phones…. Delicious Food Breakfast…Lunch…Dinner…Sandwiches Open Year Round 23 Miles North Of Baltimore […]
First It Was The Colts, Now It’s The Ravens
Johnny Unitas would be proud…as would Raymond Berry, Jerry Hill, Don Shinnick, Bill Pellington, Andy Nelson…all of the Baltimore Colts of the Gilded Age in the town they loved to play for, and the state that loved them and never quite got over the ‘kidnapping in the snow storm’ many years ago. Working for the […]
The Canicular Summer of 2009 for the Eagle Scout
STEVE’S STILL AROUND…DOWN BUT NOT OUT…YET The story of Stephen Douglas Nelson, born December 7, 1950, is one of many sides, and ultimately, if he’d ever been arrested and sent to jail, the home he lived in might still be in his family. Strange as it seems, police and locals alike were sympathetic to Steve […]
No Good Believing In Somebody Else
A recording engineer for the Beatles in 1968 at Abbey Road, working on “Let It Be” at the crisp, tender age of eighteen, British-born Alan Parsons etched a career in sound and imagery far ahead of where his next paycheck was coming from. Now 61 and touring with the instantly recognizable Alan Parsons Project, Mr. […]
Where Are The Words For Wayne?
He rests where ever the wind turns a leaf on the forest floor… He rests in the sunset illuminating a calm farm pond… he is not where the bright lights shine…as stealthy as the prey he hunted for food for his family…he travels without the lime-light and his spirit can be found in the night […]
Where Is the Best “Corned Beef and Cabbage” for whatever is Celebrated on March 17?
Ah, the wearing of the green…the lads and lassies twirl about the parking lots and insane asylums with all manner of green apparel… The little munchkins tromp out from under the Billy Goat Gruff’s lair…and the evil Troll casts spells far and wide… Being Scots-Irish the coming weekend is a special event for me…not that […]
